"Niuniu, are you sleeping?" Grandma's voice sounded outside the door.
Yang Zimei hurriedly asked Long Zhutian to hide aside, blushed, and stood up to open the door.
Grandma held a bowl of sugar water and looked at her lovingly.
"Niuniu, grandma made snow pear rock sugar water, you drink a bowl."[
"Thank you grandma."
Yang Zimei reluctantly took the sugar water, "Then I'll go into the room and eat it by myself."
"Well, go to bed early after drinking. Don't study too late at night, or you will be exhausted." Grandma warned, reaching out and touching her face.
A feeling of warmth reaches my heart.
Yang Zimei looked at the grandma in front of her, full of happiness.
Grandma turned around and left, and Yang Zimei closed the door with the sugar water in her hands.
Long Zhutian came out of the hiding corner and looked at the bowl of sugar water as if he was seeing an enemy.
It's all thanks to this bowl of sugar water, which abruptly destroyed the ambiguous atmosphere that was about to get further.
Seeing his extremely sad look, Yang Zimei couldn't help but smile softly, "Here, drink some sugar water."
"Don't drink."
"Then I'll drink it all!"
Yang Zimei stirred the sugar water with a porcelain spoon, and the sweet aroma hit her nostrils.
Her favorite thing is the sugar water made by her grandma, and she never feels like she can’t get enough of it.
She lowered her head and took a sip. The sweetness lingered between her lips and teeth, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and enjoy it.
Seeing her close her eyes——
Long Zhutian's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll up and down again, and he really wanted to taste how sweet her lips were.
Hearing the change in his breathing, Yang Zimei hurriedly opened her eyes, filled a spoonful of sugar water, put it to his mouth, and said with a sly smile: "Take a sip, it's very sweet."
"I want something sweeter!" Long Zhutian pursed his lips, a bit like a child throwing a tantrum.
"There is nothing in this world that is sweeter than my grandma's sugar water." Yang Zimei smiled innocently, deliberately pretending to be an ignorant girl.[
Long Zhutian rolled his eyes at her and said bluntly: "I think your lips should be sweeter!"
Listening to his unabashed, fiery and straightforward words, Yang Zimei's face turned red, as delicate as the fine red jade.
She hurriedly lowered her head and put the sip of sugar water into her mouth.
The sugar water was still very sweet, but now she was distracted and couldn't taste it anymore.
Long Zhutian stretched out his hand, grabbed her hand holding the spoon and said, looking at her with hot black eyes, "Feed me!"
Her hand was wrapped in his hot palm, as if it were directly wrapping her heart, making her heart tighten and her ears turning red even more.
She didn't dare to look at him, so she put the spoon filled with sugar water into his open mouth.
I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, Long Zhutian held the spoon slightly in his mouth, and the sound of swallowing the sugar water was a bit loud and ambiguous.
"You take a sip too." Long Zhutian let go of the spoon and said.
Yang Zimei lowered his head and took a sip of sugar water from the spoon.
Long Zhutian's eyes became more ambiguous and hot when he looked at her.
Yang Zimei suddenly thought, could this method be regarded as a disguised way of kissing?
Long Zhutian took the bowl from her hand, blinked and said, "I'll feed you!"
Yang Zimei's face burned even more.
She lowered her head slightly.
Long Zhutian put a spoonful of sugar water into her slightly parted lips...
This disguised way of flirting made Yang Zimei, who was still a novice in love despite having experienced two lives, extremely nervous...
